My parents got divorced about a decade ago. I was thirteen, and it was finalized right around Valentines Day. Not on the exact day, but close enough to shake us kids up. I can only imagine what that has done to warp my mother's view of the Holiday.
It's really weird to be in her place. I'm only in the early part of my own divorce, but it's surreal all the same. I'm not bitter about it though, surprisingly enough. I thought it would be excruciating, to see Nick, and Ti doing something for Valentines, but it's not bothering me, the way I thought it would.
Today feels like any other day to me. I hope that those of you who celebrate, have a great one. <3